Raising a Fox Consort: The Cold Demonic Wang’s Sweet Love

Screening back all the people around, Night Mojun is picking up the chopsticks, personally clipped a piece of cake for the night ink, lips open, smiled.

"Four brothers, I heard that the sweet-scented osmanthus cake here is good, you can taste it, but still like it!?"

When I heard the words of the night ink, I saw him personally sandwiching the cake for himself. If he changed someone else, he would have been flattered.

However, the nighttime cold look is still faint, just gently ‘en’, just pick up the chopsticks, pick up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in the bowl, and taste it slowly.

"Four brothers, how do you feel!?"

Seeing that the night is cold, I am tasting the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that I personally clipped to him. The night ink is not open, and I ask.

The night was cold and the words were heard. First, I was silent for a moment.

"Fortunately."

The man spoke, in a nutshell.

However, the night ink in front of him heard the words, but it was a smile.

"Oh, the four brothers like to eat! Just said, we haven’t come out to play the lake like this for a long time. When we think of it, the father is still alive, and I am still a prince. I often sneak out of the palace with my four brothers. Traveling around the lake, think about it, how careless it was at that time, even if it was finally found blamed by the father, it still felt worthwhile."

Speaking of the past, the night ink is obviously very happy, and the face of the elegant and handsome, a memory.

The corners of the eyebrows are full of charming smiles.

Knowing the next moment, Ye Mojun seemed to think of something like that, and browed a sigh and sighed.

"Oh, unfortunately, when I was a child, I was so carefree. After I grew up, I had so many troubles. After the death of my father, you and I shouldered such a big burden on your shoulders. In the past, there were so many national events. We are all overwhelmed by the pressure, and we rarely come out to play like this today..."

Night ink sighed and sighed.

After all, since he was enthroned, the most trustworthy one is the man in front of him.

Night Moyu is naughty and he always let him go.

Other princes are ambitious, not by his confinement.

Only the man in front of him, he is the most trustworthy.

Night Mojun sighed and said for a while, goodbye to the man sitting in front of him, the look is still cold.

The next moment, like what I thought of, the red lips hooked, and immediately smiled.

"Well, four brothers, today we don't talk about state affairs, just have fun and play, it's easy and relaxing. These dishes on the table are also specially prepared for you. You can try it!"

Night Mojun said while holding chopsticks and personally sipping vegetables for the night, the appearance was even more enthusiastic.

If someone who doesn't know it, I will think of it, he is today's holy! ?

Looking at the night Mojun enthusiasm for the appearance of his own dish, the night ink cold lips are only slightly open, Shen Sheng said.

"Thank the emperor."

When I heard the night cold, the night ink eyebrows couldn’t help but look at the cold eyes of the night, but it was a bit annoyed and helpless.

"Four brothers, I have said how many times, you and me, don't need to be so polite, we are brothers, aren't they? Come, try these dishes!"

The night ink monk spoke up, and then went on for the night ink cold enthusiasm.

The night ink sees this, just nodded lightly, then picked up the chopsticks and slowly tried the dishes in the bowl.

However, just as the nighttime cold and quiet tasting of food, the narrow black scorpion is even more casual to look around.

When the cold eyes of the night fell on the opposite of the painting on the other side of the picture, the handsome face, suddenly a meal.

The deep and narrow black scorpion is even closer to the painting, and it can no longer be opened...

I saw that the petite figure that fell into his sight was so familiar!

Wrapped in a regular gown, the body is thin and petite.

A long black hair, just tied with a cloth strap into a ponytail, crowned on the head, lining the little face, adding spirit!

When I saw such a teenager, the night ink snorted.

Among the narrow black scorpions, it was a bit strange.

Only, the next moment, when the night of the cold sees the handsome man sitting across from the teenager, the narrow beauty can't help but glimpse, and the sin is flashing the hidden color that he himself never noticed...

I saw that the man sitting opposite the boy was wrapped in a brocade suit and was tall and tall.

Ufa is like water, and it is easy to wear behind. Lined up with that face, it is even more distinct, beautiful and beautiful!

If you don't see the tall, tall figure that only men have, just look at that beautiful face, the night will definitely misunderstand, this man is a beautiful woman!

Just, this is not the point!

The point is that the beautiful man is acting against the boy!

At this moment, the teenager is holding chopsticks and eating it with relish.

The breeze is slowly changing, and the young bangs in front of the juvenile are gently lowered and blown on the face.

The juvenile seems to be unaware of it, still eating endless, full of food!

The beautiful man sitting in front of the teenager is smirking at the corner of his mouth. Then he stretches out the slender hand and gently pulls the bangs that the young man will fall behind.

That move, elegant and natural!

Looking at the eyes of the young man, it is even with unconcealed spoil and gentleness...

And the juvenile’s move to the pretty man seems to have been used for a long time, as usual...

Seeing this, in the night of the cold heart, I suddenly sighed.

An inexplicable anger, from the bottom of my heart, banged, and went straight to the head.

The big hand slammed, and the next moment, I only heard a bang.

The chopsticks that the man held in his hand immediately broke into two pieces!

Sitting in the night opposite the man, Meng Mojun saw this and was obviously shocked.

A glimpse of the face, a look at the face, looking at the man's hand broken into two chopsticks, night ink Junmei, all shocked doubts.

"Four brothers, what happened to you!?"

The night ink monk opened his mouth and his face was puzzled.

After all, the man in front of him is not okay! ? How is it now, but it looks like an angry look! ?

The most surprising thing about the night ink is that he was the first to see the man in front of his face angry.

With the man in front of him for many years, the personality of the man in front of him, he is the most clear.

In front of the man, the personality is restrained, calm and wise, unpredictable.

Moreover, even if it is regenerative gas, he will definitely not show it.

However, now, the man in front of him is close to his eyebrows and his red lips are close.

In the darkness of the night, it’s shining with cold and angry light...

It is not difficult to see that this man is angry!

Moreover, it is not too light!

Seeing this, the night ink gentleman was shocked and confused, could not help but look at the man's gaze.

When the eyes of the night ink monk fell on the opposite side of the painting, the refined face was first glimpsed.

From his point of view, a long and thin figure immediately fell into his sight.